What are the rules? This is a simple question, but also a helpless question.

People whose names are written in the Death Note will die. Similarly, there is no way to kill the God of Death. This is something everyone knows.

It's just that many times, when our eyes are fixed on one thing, the little things hidden behind it will let out a chuckle. This not only laughs at people's ignorance, but also laughs at the absurdity of these rules.

Miao.

Because everyone will die.

So everyone stops because of death?

So...what about the dead?

Lelouch thought, and slowly shifted his gaze. His gaze did not stay on the Death God Suik. It seemed that he was escaping. But only Lelouch knew the purpose of his actions.

It was a kind of expectation, just like Gao Xiaowan's expectation when he shifted his gaze again at this time. He also shifted his gaze away from the God of Death, Luk, and moved it to another person.

At this moment, the wind is very light, the clouds are very light, the clouds are light and the wind is light, this is the expression of the wise men at this moment.

Su Ke was surprised.

He was surprised when he was hovering in the air. He unexpectedly flashed his wings full of holes and made a huffing sound.

"None of us can see you unless we actually come into contact with this Death Note."

After a long time, as if to explain the rules, Liu Ling walked out from the crowd with a light voice and walked in front of everyone.

Luk was surprised. It was the first time he saw someone making their own voice before such a threat. Regarding death, those people cowardly wriggled their lips and retreated. Wailing and wailing were the scenery he was most familiar with. However,

At this moment, the scenery seemed to have changed its shape.

Liu Ling was not only talking, but also thinking.

"Strange... aren't you worried that you will die?"

As the God of Death, Luk, spoke, he watched a girl with yellow hair slowly walk out from the crowd. The woman did not raise her head, but a dull yellow hair on her forehead kept fluttering.

.I saw that she was wearing a dress as blue as the sea water, and a set of silver-white armor was put on her body.

She walked very slowly, and every step was measured accurately, not a minute too much, not a minute too little, like the ticking second hand on a clock. Precise and precise.

Seeing the indifferent expression on this woman's face, as if a weight was immediately added to the other end of the scale, the eyes of Death God Thiok changed.

"You're not afraid of me?"

The God of Death, Luk, looked at the woman standing in front of him with his red lantern-like eyes and asked softly.

Death whispers softly, but who dares to pass by carelessly.

I think there should be no one.

But at this moment, the world seemed to have completely changed, just like someone suddenly said that there were two suns in the sky, and there would naturally be two moons at night.

People naturally are not afraid of death.

This is very strange. But from the expression on her face, it seems that she is so hot.

"I'm not afraid."

She said with a smile, slowly holding her sword in front of her body.

Mighty and heroic, is this the scene at this moment, right? The girl like a Valkyrie is holding a sword, wearing armor, and letting her long hair fly like a flag.

The calmer the speaker is, the angrier the interlocutor is. Many times, anger can make a person lose his mind. And reason is always the thing a person can most rely on.

As it is with man, so is God.

So the God of Death was angry, losing his reason and calmness, and there was even a trace of expectation and curiosity in it. He was really too curious, how could a person do such a thing, how could he face the threat of the God of Death?

So indifferent.

So he unfolded his Death Note, a notebook that would kill anyone whose name was written on it.

A pen, a pure white quill appeared out of thin air in Death's hand. He held the pen as if he was raising a sickle. The knife was so sharp and so bright, with bright red blood stains on it.

"Artoria, this is your real name."

The god of death, Luk, stood out of thin air and stared at this peaceful girl.

She was so calm that I directly reported her name, but her face did not show the expression it should have. She was just looking at herself calmly, just like looking at this painting calmly.

The picture is not beautiful, but the person looking at the painting is very beautiful. This is a beautiful painting, and it has nothing to do with the scenery in the painting, but only with the people looking at the painting.

"Ah..."

Thiok, the God of Death, wrote one stroke after another, while lowering his head and watching.

No look of fear flashed across the girl's body, is it because the time has not come yet? Has she not experienced the feeling of dying struggle?

The God of Death, Luk, thought to himself, and raised his hand again. He raised the pure white quill high, and the blood visible to the naked eye condensed at the end of the quill, and then rippled with a snap.

Dropped on the notebook.

"Artoria..."

Not a word missing, not a word too many.

As long as anyone's name is written in the Death Note, as long as he sees his true face, he will definitely die. People who have the cause of death written down will die according to the pre-arranged cause of death.

If there is no cause of death.

"Forty seconds."

The God of Death, Thiok, forced a ferocious smile from his face.

"You only have 40 seconds left to live, Artoria."

This is not the first time that the God of Death has pronounced death on people, so the expression on his face is so calm and indifferent, but maybe he doesn't know what exactly he is about to do.

Death is the end for some people.

The ticking stopwatch goes through a person's life, but before he hears enough, it suddenly stops beating.

But for others...

Death is just the beginning.

The girl named Artoria began to smile, her hands quietly hitting the sword in front of her, and her long golden hair began to flutter in the wind, flying high like a flag.

The green eyes of the girl on the other side raised little by little, like a deep pool rippling gently in the breeze. The expression on her face was so pure that one couldn't help but think of the idea that only in ideals can

Dreams that will appear, a paradise that can only appear in dreams.

That is Utopia.

"I have been looking for a place called Utopia." The girl named Artoria said with a smile, "I can't find it everywhere, but I don't feel any resentment."

Ten seconds.

"My life is about to end, and I will return the sword in my hand to its original owner." The girl named Artoria told herself, "But I still hold the sword in my hand."

Twenty seconds.

"I searched for the true meaning of life and wanted to save my people. But no matter what, there was only a futile path in front of me." A smile bloomed on the face of the girl named Artoria again. This smile

It's so wonderful, as if flowers are blooming in the heavy rain, "Did you know?"

Thirty seconds.

"die……"

A long pause emanated from the girl named Artoria. She narrowed her eyes slightly, seeming to be looking at the man who reappeared in front of her, and seemed to see the long figure of herself again.

A scene that will never be forgotten.

There are people, there are many people, there are many people who are reluctant to let go, and there are also many people who are missed.

And until now...

In forty seconds, death came to the girl named Artoria as it should, just like the piece of pure white paper she held in her hand, the piece of paper originally attached to Magellan's face.

The paper fluttered and shattered into countless pieces in Arturia's hands.

"These are your last words?"

He looked at the God of Death, Thiok, and looked at Artoria with a smile, smiling as he waited for the result that he had seen thousands of times before.

Death, only death.

The long pause left people suffocated and left behind tears of pain and regret.

It's just that this time everything seems to be different.

I don't know how long it took, but the girl whose heart should have stopped beating walked forward again and walked in front of the God of Death, Luk.

Her name is Artoria, she is a king, the king of knights.

Now, she wants to announce the order.

Wang said:

"Death is just the beginning."

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